Got these feetIn these shoesThey walked a mile or two,Got these legsThey've done workThat's left them black and blue,They are wideGot these handsGot these hipsBut they know how to move,

To lift the weakOr slap down a racist fool{chorus}This is all IThis is all I got

Got this placeBut it's no Taj Mahal,I call my homeGot these pocketsGot this heartThey ain't full grownBut I won't steal from no one,Well it's been brokeBut it's still beating strong,Got this songBut it helps me carry onIt ain't much

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Got a willWhen my body can'tOf getting' throughThat lifts me upGot a wayWith no helping handsThat lends me strengthGot a mindSo I ain't afraid to standGot a loveSo deep in meCan't be stopped by any man